A fascinating beast. The majority of the species are hideously repugnant and unintelligent, and yet they manage to breed in ever-increasing numbers and populate an area known as the outer west. It is quite common to find five or six offspring in each family group, often with a different father for each new baby.
Their habitat consists of a weatherboard or brick-veneer dwelling and is characterised by an early-model Holden or Ford in the driveway surrounded by a group of males discussing why the carby is stuffed and the results of last night's footy (a primitive gladiator-like spectator sport enjoyed by most bogans).
The female of the species, while smaller in stature, is far more loud and aggressive than the male. While the males tend to be very friendly and congregate with other males, the females spend most of their time in supermarkets and shopping malls, using a shrill high-pitched call to discipline their children and contact other females.
Males and females rarely interact socially except during breeding season, which is otherwise known as Friday night. During this time, females are allowed to enter the male-dominated area known as "the pub" and display their impressive coloured plumage to a prospective mate.
Herein lies an intersting phenomenon. Males will often fight over a particularly attractive female and she will mate with only one male, while some less attractive females have been known to have several partners simultaneously.

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Also known as ferals or trailer trash, bogans are usually people of low socio-economic status, that live in cheap housing and drive old Holdens and Fords. They swear, are often unemployed and spend their dole on beer and rollies. Male bogans wear flannies, old jeans and are missing teeth. Female bogans usually have a tribe of snotty nosed, ungroomed kids being dragged along while she smokes a cigarette pushing a pram. Her 6 kids usually have 6 different fathers, none of whom pay child support as they are all unemployed no hopers. She often has a bad home dye job on her hair and sports oversized Dada clothes that belong to her bogan partner. She will frequently scream obscenities at her children in public places.

There has been a new phenomenom of bogan in the last 10 years: the middle class bogan. Usually the male is a tradie who makes ok money. Being bogan at heart, they attempt to not look bogan with a new car and a mortgage. The female middle class bogan gets her nails and hair done. The male bogan hasn't got a mullet, but usually a shaved head. But middle class bogans are still racist, stupid, and like their booze.

Look at that bogan screaming at her kids with a fag hanging out of her mouth.

Lowest class, usually concentrated in poorer suburban areas of Australia. 'Thick-heads', yet super infated egos, bogans have very limited vocabulary, yet can be seen scorning others that use language or social skills that the bogan does not possess. Also, any extended period of non-comprehension, will lead to branding as UN-AUSTRALIAN (The bogan with super-inflated ego naturally sees themselves as the quintessential Australian.)

The bogan interprets others avoiding them (because of their "general unpleasantness") as fear of the bogans imagined POWER and MASCULINITY.

Their understanding of the world comes from the images imprinted on their visual cortex.

Do not put a bogan in a position where an opinion of philosopy, arts, literature etc. is called for.

Leave quiety and swiftly if you encounter the bogan, and if pressed, speak in the third person about cars that radiate "Bogan-ness". Utes are "working-class" and therefore to the bogan "higher-class".

{ situational construct }
A bogan if blindfolded and released in the centre of Beverly Hills, would stand aghast, and all of the amalgam of conflicting ideals inside the bogan mind, would cause instantaneous implosion, possibly creating relativistic space-time distortion, thus compicating things further.

If cornered further by "the bogan" which mistakes you for a friend:

--talk sex, drinking bourbon etc.--
Again in the third person, omniscient.
Observation, pointing, and commenting is best.

Leave A.S.A.P.,

party person 1:
"Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And when you look into an abyss, the abyss also looks into you."

A type of Australian that is stereotyped as bogan can usually be defined as trailer park trash and other low life names like Leigh, they can usually be found on street corners with a large group of people wearing jean shorts and thongs holding a stubby of vb.

bogans usually tear around in their ancient and beat up commodores and falcons. the male of the species is usually a league/afl supporter, and sports a mullet or atrocious hair and flannel, while the female carrys her children around, communicating with offspring and other bogans in a high pitched screech, painful to the ears of humans. they all swear like troopers, smoke like chimneys, drink like fish, and have no regard whatsoever for other people. commonly on the dole.

a bogan is an imported species in australia, they are considered a pest, similar to cane toads

male - sheila, get that fuckin dinner on the fuckin table woman, the kids are fuckin hungry again